A/N: Alright, I thought of this oneshot one night, and thought it was too hilarious to not put into words.

HachimanxYumiko OTP by the way. Props to all you writers pumping out those amazing stories with this pairing.

Story Start!

Third Person POV

Well what can one say. This was a rather familiar scene to us all, but we'll skim over the details anyway.

There was a sound of feet shuffling in the special building. It had been a short while after the start of the new school year, and it was around the time of day when the clubs were active, be it the sports club outside, or the more scholarly or indoor style clubs. With Sobu High being a private school, it of course had an endless budget from it's various benefactors to accommodate that, with a whole special building dedicated to it. The shuffling feet, or at least the bearers of it were headed towards one particular clubroom.

The Service Club.

The Service Club was a club with a very specific goal, all explained in due time. However, despite being a club, it only had one member, and its existence probably wasn't known to anyone else other than the one lone member and the Club Advisor itself.

Speaking of that lone member, she could now be seen reading a book, sitting in a chair. Her long raven hair swayed in the wind caused by the open window, as if it had gained freedom and a mind of its own. Glancing at her eyes, they bore two icy-blue orbs carefully examining the page in front of her. Her uniform was what you would call no less then perfect, every detail as far as the socks in perfect symmetry and in an immaculate state. This was Yukinoshita Yukino.

The so-called, ideal student.

Her reading was cut short when she heard the rancid and chaotic sounds from the outside. It sounded like it was coming from a boy, probably being dragged along somewhere against his will from the short curses and phrases she could make out. The peace would be restored as soon as those kids finally ignored the door and when on their way, she thought. She could barely make out some of the noises.

"Alright, we're here… Damn it stop squirming Hikigaya!" came the voice of an older woman, a woman she knew rather well.

Now, against Yukinoshita's expectations, the door was opened in one swift movement, and as if on impulse-

"Sensei, knock!" said the perfect student in a voice not far off from monotone.

"I would, but you never answer. It's a waste of time anyway." she said. With a look on her face as if she just remembered something, she reached an arm behind her and dragged a boy into the clubroom.

"This is Hikigaya Hachiman. I brought him here because he could use this club's help." she said, triumphantly.

Enter Hikigaya Hachiman. A fairly tall high-school boy lacking the bow tie to his uniform, and his blazer open. His grey hair showed a strange form, with some being slicked back, some falling on his forehead, and a long, curved ahoge to top it off.

Or maybe not. There was another prominent detail about this boy. His eyes. Eyes that were so dead, lacking any life with an amazingly tiny size, they resembled that of nothing less than a dead-fish. His eyes landed on the raven hair, as if analyzing her just as she was analyzing him.

"And what problem would that be?" Asked Hikigaya himself, before Yukinoshita had a chance to.

"Well, you see here, Hikigaya has had a lot of internal turmoil and awkwardness issues. As such, he's not made many friends. It's also resulted in the formation of a rather rotten personality. I need you to rectify it. I'd like to put him as a member in this club to learn from you." she answered to Yukinoshita instead.

"I would like to refuse if I can. He looks suspicious enough as it is, and being alone with him would make me fear for my chastity." She says, covering up her chest by crossing her arms.

"Why do they always say that…" She heard him mutter under his breath.

"Don't be fooled by his looks. Despite his eyes, he's within the law, out of fear more than anything." said the teacher.

"Still, I have my doubts about being left with him." she said further covering her chest.

'Not that there was much to hide anyway.' were the thoughts of the protagonist in the room.

"Well I guess that settles it then. No help requir-" In the middle of his sentence. He turned to walk out of the room, only to be stopped by a third, feminine figure blocking the doorway. She placed both her full palms on both sides of his chest, before pushing him back in slowly and entering the clubroom as she did so.

She had long blonde hair, a detail alone that screamed her presence to anyone's eyesight. The hair went well into her lower back. With a few short bangs on her forehead, she had two prominent long bangs that formed a drill shapes on each one. Complete the look with a beautiful face and two green eyes, you had Miura Yumiko, one of the greatest beauties Sobu had to offer.

She was currently giving a glare to Hikigaya, as she looked at him expectantly.

He sighed.

"Remind me again. Why are you on her side with this?" asked Hikigaya, looking at the blonde haired beauty. Her gaze softened from the glare, but stood stern.

"Well, it's true, that rotten personality of yours is in real need of help. My friends talk about you, you know. Now while that will never bother me, it should be bothering you." she said, her eyes now moving and locking on to the raven haired girl in the room. The blond haired girl's eyes widened and then narrowed, with the raven haired girl responding in kind.

"It's rude to take over the room without introducing yourself. Not that I don't know who you are." said the raven haired girl.

"Sorry. Miura Yumiko." she said, the gaze still in place.

"And what brings you here?" she was asked again.

"I'm here because that insolent, rotten, slouching, deadbeat of a social recluse over there is my boyfriend." she said, raising a hand and pointing to the only male in the room.

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Silence had taken over the room at this point. It took all of Yukinoshita's effort not to display the surprise on her face. Even then, her eyes didn't fail to widen.

"And you being my girlfriend, relates to this how?" the boy asked, in a minor irate tone.

"Someone who loves you only wishes the best for you, Hikio." She said, the glare and mean look she once had fading. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Come on, just stick around for today at least. I can join you tomorrow if you like." She almost made a cutesy face, and Hikigaya really couldn't refuse after that expression was made.

"...Fine." he said, looking away. Yukinoshita seemed to be the only one in the room to realize when Miura wrapped her arms around him, his own instinctively grabbed her waist. Well maybe not, considering the fuming and dark aura emanating from a painfully single teacher at the door.

Miura's face lit up in happiness after that. Her eyes livened up, and there was a smile on her face. It was an expression most likely no one other than he had gotten to see directed at them.

"Thank you, Hikio. You'll see that you won't regret it." She said, almost hugging him at this point.

"I'm going to go play tennis with Totsuka-kun, 'kay? I'll be waiting for you." She said, until it her next action nearly made the sensei at the door punch a hole in the wall.

Miura Yumiko, the Fire Queen of Sobu, leaned and kissed Hikigaya Hachiman on the lips.

And with that she was on her way out. With the door shut leaving the now two members of the club staring at each other, one with a neutral expression and the other looking at him like he had grown two heads.

Hikigaya Hachiman grabbed a chair and sat down.

"So… What does this club do?"

Needless to say, it was an interesting day for everyone involved.

A/N: And that's it, I felt that this one deserved to see the light of day. I will definitely return to HachimanxMiura with something more serious and longer if possible. Maybe a series of oneshots, not sure yet. I really love this pairing.

If anyone wants to take over this idea as a story, please feel free to do so, I would love to see an established pairing fic like this. PM me about it if you want to do something with it.